The problem exposed in the last rehearsal was not that her father was not skilled enough, but that with his physical strength at this age, it was okay to play one or two songs.
, no one can afford it.
Lin Yue's solution to this problem is that Yang Shuangshu still plays bass, and Hu Liang changes from the lead singer and sub-melody guitarist to the lead singer and lead guitarist, instead of the sub-melody guitarist, and he himself takes over from Lao Suntou to play the drums.
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Not to mention Hu Liang and Lao Yang, the most surprising thing is that Manager Lin has practiced drums for less than a month before. Although he can learn bass, drums and other things quickly after mastering the guitar, he gives everyone
The commitment is three days, three days to grow into a skilled drummer.
Three days to become a skilled drummer?
No movie would dare to be shot like this!
Today, three days are up and it's time for him to hand in his answer sheet.
Sun Tong felt that he was a bit arrogant.
No, it’s not a bit arrogant, it’s very arrogant. I’ve only been in Ji’an for two days. I haven’t learned the generosity and loyalty of the Northeastern people. I have a habit of bragging. She had a really good impression of him when they first met.
, mature and steady, kind to others, handsome and unrestrained, and the aura he exudes when working is particularly attractive, but now... half of the good feeling in my heart is gone.
"Okay." Lin Yue finished speaking and clapped his hands: "This is the second rehearsal since the reorganization of the Sewing Machine Band. I think everyone knows the song "Plastic Bag" by heart. I hope we can have a good performance this time. Let's
Let’s get started.”
He walked behind the drum set and sat down, nodding to Hu Dianping, indicating that he could start.
From the sub-melody guitarist to the lead guitarist, it was obvious that everyone was a little nervous. He stood there and cleared his throat several times before Hu Liang slowly plucked the strings and sang in a low voice.
I can't remember clearly where I come from.
Forgot why, but exists...
A minute later, Hu Liang's singing reached its climax. There was a bang from the drum kit, and then came the rhythmic drum sound, neither too fast nor too slow. Every blow hit the drum beat, and the drum sounds and the piano sounds were intertwined.
The cymbals ring brightly, cutting through the bass and guitar melody.
The lyrics loop, again.
Yang Shuangshu put down the guitar and looked back at Manager Lin behind the drum kit. It was really a ghost. When Lin Yue asked him to work overtime to teach drumming three days ago, his movements were still a bit sluggish and the sound was hard. When he saw him again three days later, he changed his mind.
It's the same for me personally. Listening to the rhythm and connection, it sounds so smooth as if I've been practicing for several years.
"Okay." Lao Suntou clapped his hands behind him. He was really impressed. This young man doing BJ is so awesome.
Sun Tong walked over and looked at Lin Yue carefully for a while: "Have you really never learned to play the drum before?"
She couldn't accept the scene in front of her. She felt that her world view had been refreshed. In three days, she learned enough to perform on stage. Is he still a human being?
Lin Yue said: "When I was in college, I played with my seniors several times."
He didn't lie. In the world of "To Our Dying Youth", there were not only guitarists in the guitar club, but also bass and drum players. At that time, he learned the basic skills for a period of time out of fun and was able to play.
Some low-difficulty songs.
Speaking of practicing without food or sleep, in just these three days, with the help of memory, hearing, and body coordination that are beyond ordinary people, I have made great progress. I can play more complex pieces fluently, and I can't cope with pop music and rock music.
problematic.
Hu Liang came over and said, "Listen to his nonsense. He must have played drums before, otherwise he could hit 200+ single jumps after practicing for three days? Do you think I was fooled?"
Lin Yue asked back: "Is a single jump of 200+ very high?"
This is a question, and it is also true, because in his opinion, 200+ jumps in a single jump is really not high. If he can achieve this result by practicing casually, he can do it effortlessly no matter how fast he is. But this thing cannot be done unless he goes to the orchestra to play those difficult tasks.
Generally speaking, there is no need to form a band to play rock, pop, rap, etc.
Hu Liang pointed at him and said: "You are a liar, a big liar. You are definitely not an agent. You were definitely a musician before, and you are still very good."
Sun Tong thought about it seriously and felt that this was really not nonsense. During the last rehearsal, he played the guitar very professionally and could clearly point out where her father made mistakes. Now she can play the drums after practicing for three days.
To this extent, who would believe that he has never played music before?
"Okay, okay, don't worry about what I did before. Being able to play drums well now is my biggest contribution." Lin Yue stood up, walked to the blackboard, and flipped the paper behind: "This song
Everyone should be familiar with it."
Yang Shuangshu and Mr. Sun were stunned when they saw the lyrics.
"Isn't this a song written by Jianguo?"
Hope Lin Yue said: "That's right."
"Can't we sing the songs she wrote?" Lin Yue said, "Sing, I still want to sing it to her. Hu Liang, is that okay?"
"Okay." Hu Liang glanced at the music score: "Why not."
"Since it's okay, let's do it." Lin Yue returned to sit behind the drum set and said, "Give a few people a starting signal."
The cymbals sounded loud and the piano tinkled.
Hu Liang began to sing the male version of "Ding Jianguo's Song".
The cry of autumn.
Boring evening breeze.
The roar of a baby.
Wake up in the early morning.
…
once.
twice.
Three times.
After the performance, Hu Liang wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked at Lin Yue and said, "Brother Yue, why don't you sweat at all?"
Lin Yue ignored him, clapped his hands and said to everyone: "This week, for the next week, I will practice for at least three hours on weekday evenings, and at least eight hours every day on weekends. Is there any problem?"
Hu Liang was stunned: "So urgent?"
Seeing everyone's confused expressions, he coughed lightly and said: "If there are no problems, we will perform on stage in a week. It will be the first show after the resurrection of the Sewing Machine Band."
"Perform on stage?"
"If nothing else happens."
Hu Liang wanted to ask again, but Lin Yue clapped his hands and said, "Thank you everyone. It's getting late. Please go back and rest. We'll see you here tomorrow night."
Yang Shuangshu and others breathed a sigh of relief. Speaking of which, they were really afraid of that agent. Even though he was very young, for some reason, his words had an indescribable authority. Could it be that he was an agent from a big city?
unique temperament?
No, Cheng Gong is not like this.
Yang Shuangshu couldn't figure out this problem, so in the end he could only shake his head and get into the big broken car.
At this time, Lin Yue walked over with Sun Tong: "I remember your profession is a tattoo artist, right?"
She half-smiled and said, "What? What do you want to be tattooed on your body?"
"This is not necessary."
"Don't you like it or can't you pass the psychological test? Are you like those old antiques who think this is too frivolous?"
"No."
"Since you don't have any, would you like me to tattoo something for you?"
Lin Yue: "..."
"Don't worry, I won't charge you any money."
Lin Yuexin said that he had [Chameleon LV2] and if he didn’t have any tattoos he wanted, Sun Tong could help him get them.
"I do, I have a tattoo."
"Where is it? Show me." She suddenly became energetic, as if she were meeting Lin Yue for the first time: "A steady person like you can get a tattoo? I don't believe it."
Lin Yue said: "Why are you so busy?"
She suddenly leaned a little closer, smiled evilly into his ear and said, "No, the tattoo is too private to show to others, or it's the name of someone I liked in the past, and whenever I mention it, it will bring up sad things."
?”
Yes, she is indeed an eccentric girl.
"Okay, okay, get in the car quickly."
Sun Tong stood on the slowly moving bus and stuck her head out of the window: "I must see your tattoo."
"You are playing with fire."
Lin Yue said loudly: "Old Sun, take care of your daughter."
"Ah? What did you say?" Lao Sun opened the car door and looked at him with confusion.
Lin Yue waved his hands helplessly, turned around and left without answering his question.
One week later.
Hu Liang jumped off the big broken car and stared at the scene in front of him in stunned silence. After a long time, he came back to his senses, swallowed and said, "Brother Yue, how did you do that?"
Chapter completed!